we’re arguing when the ball drops on new year’s eve, and decide to kiss and shit i don’t think i hate you anymore - souharu!
Wintery prompts - feel free to keep ‘em coming!
“I really don’t see the damn point to all this,” Sousuke complained. Again.
“Rin likes it. It’s for Rin.” Haru reminded him as he plated up more appetizers to be brought out to the living room.
“I know. But this is still lame.”
“He’s spent the last four years alone over the holidays in Australia. Let him have some fun.” Haru handed him the plate to take out as he turned back to the oven to check on more food. He heard Sousuke grumbling the entire time.
While Haru did agree that partying to celebrate the coming new year was rather tedious, he didn’t want to upset one of his closest and oldest friends. Rin had been away for so long, and he wanted to enjoy the time they spent together now that he was back. Plus, it made Makoto smile more than he had in months. And Haru was determined to make sure Makoto kept smiling.
He plated up the last of the food, grabbed a bottle of water for himself, and headed into the living room to join the large group gathered there.
“You spoil him,” Sousuke muttered when he’d come up to join Haru.
“I do not.”
“Yes, you do.”
“Like you don’t?” Haru turned to give the taller man a glare just as Rin cried out excitedly. The New Year bells started ringing, and Haru made a choice.
He reached up on his tiptoes, grabbed Sousuke by the collar of his flannel and pulled him in for a kiss. A long kiss. A deep kiss. A kiss that let everyone in the room know exactly who Haru belonged to.
“To another year, Sousuke.”
“Yeah, another year, Haruka.” Sousuke grabbed Haru’s left hand and brought it to his lips, kissing the silver ring he’d placed on Haru’s finger well over a year ago.
